The heroine takes revenge on me, I am a sickly girl, I conquer the country and enjoy happiness

"Butler, do we have to burn these things too?"

A raging fire broke out in the open space of the inn's courtyard. Lu Jie hung his hands at his sides, staring intently at the debris being engulfed by the flames.

Inside were all the clothes that Liu Xunfeng had worn and the things he had used in daily life. According to the customs of the old Qi Dynasty, a person's belongings would be burned in a fire after he died.

The second young lady's actions meant that her relationship with Liu Xunfeng was completely over.

It was obvious that the two were deeply in love before, inseparable day and night, and more affectionate than couples who had been married for many years. The inseparable relationship after sharing life and death together made him, a man who had never experienced love, feel sweet.

He originally thought that Liu Xunfeng would accompany the second young lady until the end, but he did not expect that the two of them became strangers overnight.

The firelight shone on the hideous square face with a scar across it. The hawk-like black eyes lost their strong murderous aura, leaving only full of regret.

His eyes fell on the wooden box brought by the subordinates, which was filled with miscellaneous tools and bottles and jars.

The half-new condition and slightly rough workmanship made the scene of Liu Xunfeng, who had been exhausted from taking care of the second young lady all those days, come to mind.

God was always unwilling to be kind to his second daughter, causing her to go separate ways from the person with whom she had deep feelings for.

Lu Jie knitted his thick eyebrows together, raised his hand and pointed at the carefully preserved medicine bottle in the bottom drawer, and sighed softly:

"Leave them here, they may be of use."

That was the second young lady's medicine. She was ill in many ways, but she hadn't taken medicine for a long time.

In this world today, no one can cure her willfulness.

Apart from--

Lu Jie quickly shook his head. The tragedy was still vivid in his mind. Just thinking about it made him feel choked up and as if he was going to vomit blood.

At this moment, the subordinate hurried into the backyard, stood in the corridor and bowed:

"Butler, someone from Jinyang is here."

……

In Jinyang City, the leaves were falling and pedestrians were bustling on the streets.

Large mansions, high-rise buildings and shops sprang up in the city, and countless buildings spread out around the city. The backward city that was used by the tyrant to "reward" Xiao Churan suddenly became a prosperous metropolis comparable to the extravagant and decadent old capital of Qi.

With Hanqiu's help, Lu Yingxue took off her cumbersome court dress. Her whole body suddenly felt light and she leaned properly on the Luohan bed. Only her right hand supporting her head and her half-curled legs showed that she was relaxed.

"The people we sent should have arrived, right?"

Lu Yingxue spoke in a brisk tone, with the corners of her eyes raised. She was wrapped in weariness, but when she thought of her sick, naughty and delicate sister, she suddenly became energetic.

Hanqiu handed over the hot tea that the maid had prepared, lowered her eyes and replied:

"According to the time, the person you sent should have met the Second Miss. You take this matter so seriously, the Second Miss will definitely be touched when she knows it."

"No, absolutely not."

Lu Yingxue took a sip of tea, put down the teacup and sneered, but her eyes were filled with doting, "Don't even think about sending people to welcome her with great fanfare. Even if I lie on the ground as a footstool, she can step onto the carriage without any burden.

Touched? That girl's heart is like black ice, which has not melted for a thousand years. She is the most ruthless. "

Hanqiu responded:

"Miss, your current status is extraordinary. You'd better not say anything inappropriate, lest you be caught by those old stubborn people and be severely criticized by you and the second young lady."

When Lu Yingxue heard this, her smile froze on her face.

With the establishment of a new dynasty imminent, there is a huge demand for literate people, especially those who have served as officials. Although these old bastards are conservative, sarcastic, narrow-minded, and afraid of death... they can get the job without any training!

I wanted to kill them many times, but when I thought about the shortage of officials in various places, I had to swallow my anger.

At the beginning of the new dynasty, there were many things to be done and without people, it would be impossible!

There is still a long way to go before the era she wants where all talents can flourish.

"That's it, let's not talk about this anymore."

Lu Yingxue waved her hands weakly, feeling lonely and restrained. She looked out the window and whispered to herself:

"The New Year has passed, you can't be absent when your sister ascends the throne!"

……

The Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, which had been silent since Lu Yingxue was confirmed to ascend the throne, was now filled with a solemn atmosphere.

"What did you say?"

Duke Lu glared at the guard who was kneeling in front of him to report, swung his sleeves and kicked the guard in the chest, sending him flying backwards.

The guard spat out a mouthful of blood, then tremblingly got up, knelt down and replied:

"Reporting to the master, Lu Yan is missing."

Upon hearing this, Duke Lu's chest rose and fell violently. He strode forward and stomped hard on the guard's back, crushing him under his feet and cursing with spit flying:

"I can't even keep an eye on one person, so why keep you here? Keep you here! What's the point! What's the point! Ah? We in the Lu Mansion never keep useless people!

You haven't lost your temper for a long time. Do you think I'm a sick cat or dead? I wanted to be gentle with you and do you some good deeds for the ladies, but this is how you repay me?"

"Cough cough!"

A deliberate cough turned the furious Duke Lu into a tiger wagging its tail. He smiled and walked forward, speaking in a gentle and caring voice:

"Madam, why did you come out? Be careful not to catch a cold!"

He skillfully took off his outer robe and put it on Mrs. Lu, and used his eyes to drive away the servant who was handing her the cloak.

Madam Lu ignored the bloody scene in front of her and calmly walked over the half-dead guard with the help of Duke Lu. Cruel words floated from afar:

"Don't dirty the clothes I made. You've wasted my hard work on a servant who made a mistake. You'll suffer the consequences!

Have someone drag him away and deal with him cleanly. Also, remember to send someone to bring Lu Yan back. You know his identity, and it doesn't matter whether he's dead or alive!"

Lu Yan’s identity, the traitor waiting to be judged by Shuang’er, can be alive or dead, but his whereabouts cannot be unknown.

"Got it, ma'am."

Duke Lu pinched Madam Lu's shoulders earnestly, trying to coax her to calm down.

……

Red silk is entwined and bells are ringing softly.

Under the tangled ancient trees in a cave inside the snow-capped mountains, a good-looking man and woman were entangled with each other.

The sky is bright above the cave, outside the left side of the cave is endless yellow sand, and outside the right side of the cave is white snow.

Jiang Shuo knelt beside the tree roots with a tense face, holding the sickly and thin girl in his arms, sweat dripping down his face. His bloodshot eyes looked up at the newly decorated ancient tree in a daze.

He prayed in his heart:

I wish that Sister Frost and I will never be separated in this life, and will be together through life and death.

Lu Ningshuang tried hard to cling to Jiang Shuo's neck. She felt like a small boat hit by huge waves and her soul was about to collapse.

The more her emotions surged, the clearer her consciousness became.

Looking at the man who was forbearing and careful to accompany her in her decadence, Lu Ningshuang, with a red silk on her wrist, rested her head on his neck with blurry eyes and asked:

"Use the sky as your blanket and the earth as your mat. Heaven and earth are your witnesses. Do you like the sense of ritual I give you?"

Jiang Shuo's breathing suddenly became heavy, and the sound of wind-blown bells in his ears was drowned out by his surging heartbeat.

"Sister Shuang..." His hoarse voice was so nervous that he couldn't speak, "Can this be considered a marriage?"